Noah is a kid. Just a kid. He didn't have to live in the streets. But apparently, in the so holy Salt Lake City, Joseph Smith tends to get in the way, especially if you're a boy who likes boys. This one's a tale of rejection and acceptance, of unconditional love, firing rage, maladaptive daydreamers and reality checkers, of petty thieves and good Samaritans, of rebellious children and prodigal adults. This is a tale of those gray areas between morals and empathy. Do not read if you don't like strong opinions.